#( psycho pass: unbound by the system. )

[infinitarius]

      WHAT IS WRONG? WHAT IS RIGHT? In the year 2113, people were given brain scans to determine how likely they were to commit a crime. Those who fail were apprehended, or even killed. Those who passed such a scan were given bright futures, their positions and jobs determined by the one system that knew it all — SIBIL SYSTEM.

      What happened when that system was faulty? What happened when it wasn’t united? Why allow a system to decide the futures of others? Why allow a system to decide MY future? Those were only a few questions that passed through Alastor’s head when he was still a child.

      His hue never got clouded, his psycho pass never rose close to danger levels, he was never under stress. THE SYSTEM WAS FAULTY. It was possible to bypass it, to do crimes without them ever registering on a Dominator. The only thing he needed to do was confirm it.

      He was 10 when that point got proven. He had stabbed a man multiple times, his coat and hands were covered in blood, and the police drone only registered the man’s crime coefficient increasing. The drone didn’t register Alastor at all. 

      If the system saw him committing a murder, AND DIDN’T REACT TO IT, then surely, that same system was either made of people like him, or was coded wrong. Either way, it was Alastor’s playground, just as much as it was Sibil’s.

     YEARS HAVE PASSED SINCE THEN.

      An explosion was set off downtown, the officers and enforcers running to catch whomever came out from the building. Men and women ran, their crime coefficients were over the limit due to stress and fear, while the real culprit drank coffee in a cafe shop, a satisfied smirk on his lips.

      An enforcer passed him, rather young, rather fragile compared to others. ❝ She’s already gone. ❞ When eyes turned on him, the cup was already at his lips again. ❝ The culprit ran away long time ago. ❞ / @dckja

[geneshaven]

Shades

4.

 Ten minutes after Stan left to go meet Oliver, Felicity’s consciousness swam up from the darkness Stan’s drug put her in. She sped up towards a small circle of light, as if she was rising from the bottom of a deep well. Cobblestone walls flashed past her during her ascent, and as she passed, images from her life began to appear in the stones---her mother tied to a chair, Oliver taking her into his arms as the possibility of a nuclear bomb was about to detonate, Laurel dying on hospital gurney. There seemed to be hundreds of these murky images swirling around her as she made her way to the light above.

Then her eyes fluttered open and she was back in the small room Stan had put her in.  As her senses began to clear, Felicity could see a thin light illuminating her surroundings. The first time she had come back from Stan’s administered sedative, she did not have enough time to get a really good look around. Now, with the shallow light cast from a single floor lamp, she saw everything.

As her senses returned, Felicity noticed three things that were different from the first time she came back from Stan’s darkness. The first thing was that her arms were no longer zip-tied to the metal headboard above her. They were now lying across her chest, folded over each other as if she were hugging herself. The second thing she noticed was nausea swirling in her stomach and a slow buzzing in her head. There was also a light sheen of sweat on her brow.

She turned her head to the left and saw the third thing that was different. There was a wooden chair sitting in the middle of room. On the chair, Felicity saw four items. She saw three syringes lined next to one another. There was clear liquid in each of them. Were those more sedatives? Did Stan plan on injecting her three more times? The other item on the chair was Felicity’s gun, the one that Anatoly had given her to use on Diaz, the one she always carried with her now.

Felicity swung her legs off the bed and shakily stood up. There were no windows in the room, and the only apparent way in was a door at the foot of the bed she had been in. The weak light from the floor lamp threw molted shadows on the gray walls. Next to the door, Felicity spotted the coat she had been wearing when Stan abducted her, hanging from a nail. On the floor beneath the coat were the bags of presents she had bought for Oliver and William. A mystery, Felicity thought. She hated mysteries.

She began to notice how cold it was in the room and moved over to retrieve her coat. She put it on and then moved back over to the chair. She bent and scooped up the syringes and stuffed them into one of the pockets in her coat. Then she took the gun into her hands, suddenly feeling comforted by its weight. She ejected the clip and saw that it was fully loaded. What the strange kind of hell was Stan playing at here? He unbound her from the bed, put the syringes containing his control over her on the chair and left a fully loaded gun. This mystery just kept becoming more and more complex.

Felicity went back to the door and pulled on it. It opened about three inches then stopped. Okay, it was locked from the outside, which so far is the only thing that made sense to her since she woke up. Well, whatever he was up to, Felicity was going to be ready when he returned. She hefted the gun in her hand. He knocked her out two times now. There will not be a third.

She backed herself up against the wall next to the door and waited to see what comes next. Felicity had no idea that she had just an hour before the poison in her system finished its infiltration and killed her.

 *

Oliver approached the remains of Verdant, abandoned and forgotten for over three years now. There was one streetlamp parked in front of the club, spilling a weak illumination onto the sidewalk  below. Oliver moved over to it and stepped into light. There was no  more hiding in the shadows for Oliver. He had taken off his mask and decided to face the world as Oliver Queen. As he made his way to the old nightclub, Oliver began to work out his part in the coming confrontation. Stan was nuts. That was really all he needed to know.

Yet, after interacting with the man back at Slabside, Oliver felt as if he had learned something vital about the little psycho. He had hero envy. He had latched onto Oliver like a stray dog that had been fed and couldn’t get rid of. But Oliver also discovered that Stan was not entirely without guile. In the end, he had manipulated everyone. He killed that guard, set up Turner and found enough inventiveness to escape. He was no sidekick. He was a dangerous killer, the kind who always seemed to find a way out of the spotlight of capture. Except for Slabside. Oliver didn’t know how he got there, but it was the right assumption that he belonged there.

Oliver’s anger towards Stan for kidnapping Felicity tried to force its way into his heart and bring out his own killer in him. But that was not the right play in this scenario. The only thing that mattered to Oliver was getting to Felicity. Stan was the means to that end. So, Oliver would play his game, and maybe even find a way to gain Stan’s trust enough to have him take them to where he was holding his wife.

“Oliver,” a familiar voice spoke from behind him, coming from the shadows at the perimeter of the streetlight. “I knew you would come.”

Then Stan moved into the small circle of light and reunited with Oliver.

“Where is Felicity,” Oliver growled at him.

A small smile touched Stan’s face. “She is closer than you think. Don’t worry GA, she is safe…for now.”

“What do you want,” Oliver asked him, already knowing the answer.

The smile fell from Stan’s face and he looked at Oliver with calculating menace. “You know what I want,” answered. “I want us to be partners. I told you on the phone. We are so much alike. I want to take the fight to those out there who have it coming. I think together, we can clean up this city and make it safe.”

Oliver put on his psychological hat and followed Stan down the rabbit hole. “I agree,” he replied.

Sudden suspicion filled Stan’s eyes. “You agree…I don’t think…I mean why…”

“Stan, forget that you kidnapped my wife. By the way, the old me would not have hesitated in snapping your neck the second you walked up here. You have made it plain that we need each other, for the moment. I need you to take me to Felicity and you need me to help you become a hero. I get it. So okay, let’s do it.”

Stan shook his head, as if he had awakened from a long nightmare. His suspicion seemed to drain from his eyes and was replaced with hope. “Really,” he breathed. “You really mean that?”

“Yeah. I mean, you’ve shown some real fortitude and promise by escaping from Slabside. That is not easily done. I’ve killed quite a few people myself over the years. I understand your rage. I might have found a different way then your methods, but at the end of the day, both of us have looked the devil in the eye and survived.”

Stan was beaming as Oliver’s words penetrated through his insanity. “Oliver, you are right on the money. I didn’t want to kill all those people, but they didn’t  understand that I was only trying to help them. Like you help the people of this city.”

Oliver nodded. Just keep him off-balance, he thought. Let him lead you to Felicity. Call him a hero or a deranged psychotic---just keep him in front of you.

“Stan, if we’re going to team up, we are going to need Felicity. We’re going to need her skills on the computer to track down all the people who have it coming.”

Stan nodded. “Right. Okay.” He turned and pointed back up the street Oliver came down. “Do you remember passing an old abandoned apartment building about four blocks that way?”

“Sure,” Oliver answered. “It was called the Barony Suites when I was a kid. Is that where Felicity is?”

Stan smiled and nodded. “Yeah. I told you she was close by. Oliver, I wasn’t ever going to hurt her. The poison I gave was only an incentive to get your attention.” He looked at the watch on his left wrist. “We still have twenty minutes to reach her and give her the antidote.”

“Okay, well let’s not stand here and flap our gums. Lead the way Stan.”

*

Felicity heard movement outside the door and was ready for anything. She also heard voices, but they were muffled and not recognizable. A rattling sound scratched at the door and Felicity held her breath. Then the door swung open and Stan was the first one through it.

Felicity raised her hand and pointed her gun at the lunatic’s head.

Oliver came in behind Stan and saw movement to his right. Then he saw what was about to happen. “Felicity…no…” he called out.

It was too late. She pulled the trigger.

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[recentanimenews]

Japan Box Office: Dragon Ball Super: Broly Becomes Top-Grossing Film in The Franchise

  According to the latest box office report, Toei Animation's 20th Dragon Ball film Dragon Ball Super: Broly

earned a massive 3.8 billion yen (about 34.77 million US dollars) from its seven-week run. It finally becomes

the top-grossing film in the 33-year-old Dragon Ball anime franchise, surpassing the previous record of

3.74 billion yen marked by Dragon Ball Z: Resurrection 'F' in 2015. 

  Internationally, the film has been released in more than 90 countries/regions, and its worldwide gross has

reached 98 million US dollars. 

    "Dragon Ball" film box office Top 10 in Japan

 1. "Dragon Ball Super: Broly" (20th/December 14, 2018/3.8 billion yen)

 2. "Dragon Ball Z: Resurrection 'F'" (19th/April 18, 2015/3.74 billion yen)

 3. "Dragon Ball Z: Battle of Gods" (18th/March 30, 2013/2.99 billion yen)

 4. "Dragon Ball Z: The Return of Cooler" (9th/March 7, 1992/2.72 billion yen)

 5. "Dragon Ball Z: Super Android 13!" (10th/July 11, 1992/2.55 billion yen)

 6. "Dragon Ball Z: Broly – Second Coming" (13th/March 12, 1994/2.47 billion yen)

 7. "Dragon Ball Z: Cooler's Revenge" (8th/July 20, 1991/2.38 billion yen )

 8. "Dragon Ball Z: Broly – The Legendary Super Saiyan" (11th/March 6, 1993/2.33 billion yen)

 9. "Dragon Ball Z: Bojack Unbound" (12th/July 10, 1993/2.23 billion yen)

 10. "Dragon Ball Z: Lord Slug" (7th/March 9, 1991/2.21 billion yen)

    Meanwhile, "Case.1 Tsumi to Batsu (Crime and Punishment)," the first chapter of the Psycho-Pass: Sinners

of the System trilogy anime film project was released in select 87 theaters and ranked seventh in its opening

weekend. It has been well-received by the audience, taking No.1 in Pia's first day satisfaction ranking.

       Weekend box office in Japan (January 26-27, 2019)

 (ticket sales basis)

   1 (1). "Masquerade Hotel"

 2 (new). "Jyuninin no Shinitai Kodomo-tachi" (12 children who want to die)

 3 (2). "Bohemian Rhapsody"

 4 (3). "Fate/stay night: Heaven's Feel II. lost butterfly"

 5 (4). "Ralph Breaks the Internet"

 6 (5). "Touken Ranbu: The Movie"

 7 (new). "PSYCHO-PASS Sinners of the System: Case.1 Tsumi to Batsu"

 8 (7). "Love Live! Sunshine!! The School Idol Movie Over the Rainbow"

 9 (6). "Dragon Ball Super: Broly"

 10 (new). "Ai Uta: Yakusoku no Naku Hito" (Love Song: The Promised Crying Person)

     Source: Eiga.com

   © Bird Studio/Shueisha

© "2018 Dragon Ball Super" Production Committee

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